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Jun 2014
for i long
to be scissors.
silver cutting
a snowflake
out of the depths
of your bible.

fold and cut
and new
scripture
flow
from old.

for i long
to be scissors
through
my
shadow
remains
a stone.
Andrew Rymill
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Andrew Rymill
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